You came in with a face full of desire But I don't wanna listen to you What are you about after all? Get somebody else for your satisfier Got no time to listen to you baby You just love to belong Fit into every changing shape With your ever changing taste You can paint the fucking walls But you've never had it all Won't match the other All wrong colors Paint the fucking walls But you'll never have control It's a hall of mirrors You won't see another self Now your complacent joy would soon expire Where's everybody? It's yet half-past two Why don't you make a call? Now you're talking more like a coke supplier Got no tongue to taste it for you lady You just love to belong Fit into every changing shape With your ever changing taste … You can paint the fucking walls But you've never had it all Won't match the other All wrong colors Paint the fucking walls But you'll never have control It's a hall of mirrors You won't see another self every changing shape ever changing taste every changing shape You can paint the fucking walls But you've never had it all You can paint the fucking walls But you've never had it all